Chapter 4…yay!

Chapter 4 – Schism

Marron sat staring dreamily up at the warm, afternoon autumn sky, a brisk breeze ruffling her hair and blowing the red and brown leaves all around her. The sky was a wonderful mix of oranges and reds and purples, which, in her opinion matched seamlessly with the scenery. The cheerful yips of dogs and the laughter of happy couples melded with the loud shouts inside her house.

Her parents were at it again…her dad with his back up against the ropes as usual. It seemed as though everywhere she went there were happy couples, and then there she was, her parents not getting along since the big move, which now was almost two months ago, and her 15 year boyfriend-less existence.

How she longed to be held by strong arms and told how pretty she was.

She wanted someone that she could dress up for, someone to dance with at those silly school dances.

Her body itself seemed to yearn for physical contact. She always found herself getting viciously jealous of Bura and Goten. He was always so sweet to her, cheered her up better than she ever could when she was sad…made her more elated at a funny joke. Even Pan and Uub, who, according to Pan, weren't going out, had a special connection that she desperately wanted to make with someone. She stared hopefully at the setting sun and could almost see Trunks' shy, handsome face, his muscles stretching as he hopped the fence to give her a huge hug. She sighed to herself. She knew he didn't like her in the same way she did. Marron let her body collapse against the strong, brown trunk of the tree she was leaning against. She put her hands on one of the branches and pulled herself up on it. She was surprised by how strong her arms had gotten from those few weeks of swimming practices with him. She saw his big blue eyes in a passing cloud, but quickly shook the idea out of her head. It seemed as though everything reminded her of him lately. It was strange though. When she found herself daydreaming about him, her mind seemed to jump slightly to another young man. The idea frightened her slightly. She didn't want to like him, either of them, but she couldn't seem to keep her feelings inside of her. She just wanted to get away.

The next thing she knew, she was high in the treetops, looking over the city like a lost spirit. 'I need to escape…'

"You've seemed depressed lately."

"So what if I have?"

"You need to get out."

His eyes twinkled mysteriously. Marron looked at the boy with slight interest. "What are you planning?" she asked suspiciously. She was sitting against the wall with someone a month ago, could've never seen herself with. Yet the two were, oddly enough, becoming fast friends. He put his hands up innocently. "Why nothing." he grinned mischievously. "Unless, of course, you wanted me to." They both stood up, and he put his head on hers, the smell of alcohol still strong on his breath. "I'm gonna cheer you up. Tomorrow afternoon, I'll come and get you. We'll have fun, I promise."

"What kind of fun, you perv?"

"Your kind of fun."

Marron blushed slightly. She did need to get out. "Are you drunk?" she asked him. He just smiled childishly and started to walk away.

"I already told you, Blondie. I don't get drunk. I just drink."

She stared half-mindedly at the retreating figure, when a loud crash startled her back into reality. She turned around in shock, and saw Bura and Pan lying in the flowerbed under the window. They both looked up, bright red, at Marron. They both scurried over to her timidly, then Bura started.

"YOU MADE A DATE WITH YAMCHA!" she shrieked, half statement, half question, half animalistic scream. Yes, she knew that equaled 150. Marron looked away, slightly embarrassed.

"It isn't a da—"

"Dude, he is so into you."

"But…"

"WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING SO STUPID!"

"I…"

"Oh…my…god….does this mean you guys are, you know, OFFICIAL?"

"We're not…"

"Honestly, Marron, I thought you had higher standards than that!"

Pan twitched, slightly annoyed.

"Dude, Yamcha's cool when he's not being a pervert…which is most of the time…"

"Exactly my point!"

"But he's nice…" Marron said quietly. Both girls stared at Marron, utterly appalled by her complete naivety on the issue.

"BECAUSE HE LIKES YOU, STUPID!" the both shouted simultaneously.

"Alright…since you seem so determined to go on this date, we're going to take you shopping." Bura sighed, after the whole argument was over. Pan looked at her like she was crazy. "We? Pan doesn't do fembot stores." Marron buried her head in her mashed potatoes, yet another argument was about to ensue. Before they even had the chance, the soft, warm voice of Trunks intervened. Marron looked up in shock by the sound of his voice, completely forgetting the fact that she had lumpy white mashed potato flavored slime covering her face.

"Hi!"

Trunks tried to hold back his laughter. The lumps of potato were dripping sloppily off her face and otherwise fairly pretty blonde hair. "Wipe your face." he said, a bit colder than he intended to.

'Stupid sophomores…'

Sorry its so short…its mostly just building up to next chapter.